After the mood calmed down, people's eyes returned to the Xuanguang mirror, switching back and forth between the pictures transmitted back one by one, carefully looking at each part, not letting go of any clues, hoping to find a little hope in this battle situation that fell back into the abyss of despair. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gradually, people's eyes began to freeze around the fourteen-winged birdman.

As a large number of demons and birdmen were sent to the battlefield in all directions, the number of defenses around the fourteen-winged birdman, who was obviously the supreme commander of the entire battle, became smaller and smaller, and after just half an hour, almost all the demons around him had been sent out, and the number of birdmen left around him was only about two million. Although most of these birdmen are ten-winged and twelve-winged high-level birdmen, this number is already the lowest since the start of the war. And the position of this group of birdmen is in the huge gap between the five battle groups, and they are basically in an isolated position.

Yes, now the subordinates of Haotianmen and the teams that came to the rescue have been completely suppressed, or at least they are also contained in the major battle groups, but what if they fight with all their strength and draw the most powerful monks to form a death squad and launch an attack on this birdman? Is there a chance of success? Or at least it can attract a large number of demons and birdmen to come back to relieve the pressure on the battlefields? Moreover, if it succeeds, it will be equivalent to defeating the enemy's command head in one fell swoop, so will the demons and birdmen below be scattered as birds and beasts?

But to everyone's disappointment, none of this happened. Whether it is the Haotianmen Sect or the five teams that rushed to support, it seems that they have been completely suppressed, and they can't let go of their hands and feet without hindering safety, and they can't send masters to organize such a team, otherwise, as soon as they leave the main battlefield, what awaits them is likely to be a devastating blow to the large army due to their lack of strength.

Is it precisely because that birdman has long expected this that he is so fearless and dares to stay in the center of the battlefield?

In the disappointed eyes of countless people, they noticed that not only did the expected sneak attack force never be formed, but even several battle groups that were originally close to each other and were about to be connected into one were suppressed by the full attack of the demons and birdmen, and gradually became farther and farther away, only afraid that the final result would be to be divided again and fall into a desperate situation of fighting on their own.

At this time, these high-level officials wished that they were in Sun Moon City, and that they were on the battlefield

It's not that no one thought that at this time, if a powerful team suddenly joined the battlefield and launched a surprise attack on that birdman, then ......

However, even the most daring person dares to have such a thought in his heart, but he definitely does not dare to hope that all this will come true. Not to mention that the team from the west has included the two major forces of Kunlun Immortal Mountain and the Demon Clan, and it is almost the last two organized and systematic forces currently known to the immortal world, just to say that at the beginning of this encounter, Haotianmen and even the entire immortal world have reached the critical juncture of life and death, at this kind of 100,000 urgent juncture, how can anyone leave a hand in advance, retain part of the strength and not put all into battle? I'm afraid that I have already used as much strength as I wanted, and how many people have come out of as many people!

More importantly, if there really is such a person, then this person must not only have an extremely thorough understanding of the battlefield situation in advance, but also accurately calculate the comparison of the strength and combat effectiveness of the two sides, calculate the time of each action, anticipate in advance the chain reaction brought about by every battle and every link, and have a super strong control and driving force to ensure that there is no deviation in every link and ensure that every step of action can achieve the desired results -- only by doing all this, In order to finally create such a situation of winning in defeat.

During this period, the layout of one ring after another, one after another calculations and judgments, as long as you think about it, can make people's brains dizzy, and any step, any link in addition to errors, may lead to self-defeating!

However, Dao Ancestor is above, how can there be such a person in the world! If you can do all this, that person can no longer be regarded as a person, but a high and holy person - maybe only the legendary people of the Holy Realm, the real saints, can do it, right?

But at this time, Dragon King Ao Sen, who had been sitting calmly like a little old man, suddenly sighed softly: "It's really embarrassing for this kid, such a thing really made him do it...... It's really a hero out of a teenager, it looks like we're really old, old......"

Ao Sen's tone was very strange, as if he was admiring, and seemed to be sighing, a little gratified, but also a little lonely, extremely complicated, so that people couldn't hear what the feelings were.

All the high-level executives were slightly stunned, what does this mean? was still stunned, but he heard the old man Nishan sigh slightly: "Yes, it's really old...... But fortunately, it is also my greatest safety to find him and support him in such a stormy and old age. ”

Who are they talking about? What was done? What was done?

The vast majority of people were puzzled, and a few of them who were particularly thoughtful seemed to have vaguely thought of something, and suddenly looked back at the huge Xuanguang mirror in the center, and in an instant, a burst of fire suddenly burst out in their eyes.

Less than two thousand miles away in the center of the battlefield, a tall figure suddenly broke through the space and suddenly appeared in the void. Immediately after that, there was the second, the third, the tenth...... Then, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand!

Countless warriors, like water droplets gushing out of a thick high-pressure hose at high speed, turned into a surging water dragon in an instant, covering the entire sky, and in the high-speed impact, they seemed to bring up bursts of invisible spiritual power vortexes, and in an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the heavens and the earth were moved!

Everyone was stunned, unexpectedly, there really was such a team, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, at such a time, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, in the most critical, most important, and most deadly place!

"Oh my God—"

In the midst of an exclamation in the main hall, the team, which totaled more than 200,000, blew a whirlwind and shot wildly towards the fourteen-winged birdman.

The man in front of him, his face was still a little young cyan, but his expression was fierce and in no match for his age, his eyes were black and bright, like black jewels, and with a wave of his right hand, a huge battle axe flew out of his hand, and the crowd of birds was electrocuted.

The speed of the battle axe was even faster than the monks' full sprint, I don't know how many times, like a sharp arrow that broke through the void, it pierced into the crowd of birds, and a ten-winged birdman was suddenly split in half, bursting into a cloud of white light, and instantly turned into nothingness.

But this was far from the end, after penetrating the body of the first birdman, the swarthy battle axe, without a single minute of slowness, spun straight all the way forward, splitting the second ten-winged birdman, the third, the fourth, and the fifth...... The fast-moving battle axe did not have the agility of most magic weapons at all, and did not change its direction at all, just stabbing straight into it, along the road, whether it was a ten-winged birdman or a twelve-winged birdman, there was no way to resist this lightning-like axe, and he didn't even have time to dodge, and was split in half one by one.

There was no sound at all on the picture of the Xuanguang Mirror, but everyone seemed to have a loud sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring in their ears!

In just one breath, the huge battle axe went hundreds of miles deep into the crowd of birds, and hundreds of ten-winged twelve-winged birdmen were split in half almost at the same time.

"One thousand one hundred and thirty-nine!" When the speed of the tomahawk finally slowed down and could not take a single step forward, a voice in the main hall shouted in surprise. In just this breath of time, one thousand one hundred and thirty-nine birdmen have turned into revenants under the axe, what kind of power is this, what kind of speed is this? With this thunderous blow, how many people in the fairy world can do it?

Who is this person?

The higher-ups were already speechless in astonishment.

Just as it was in front of the 1,140th birdman, the tomahawk finally lost its last bit of strength, and the rotating axe slowly became round, and the young man who threw the axe in the air seemed to have no control over the tomahawk at all, and the tomahawk actually fell from the air. At this time, the sharp black axe blade was no longer an inch away from the birdman's front door.

"Oops!" In the main hall, the monks exclaimed, completely unable to understand why the young man did not control this magic weapon and flew back. At this moment, the birdman, who had escaped death, reached out and grabbed the handle of the tomahawk, trying to control this terrifying weapon in his own hands.

"Oops!" The monks exclaimed again, such a terrifying magic weapon, if it was taken away by the opponent, no matter what kind of master it was, its combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced! Hurry up and get it back! Many high-level officials were eager to penetrate the Xuanguang Mirror, appear on the scene, and snatch the tomahawk back from the birdman's hands!

However, before the exclamation could fully land, the birdman's body sank suddenly, and the huge wings of light flickered with all his might, but it was useless, and his whole body fell to the ground like a meteor.

"Oops!" The monks let out a third exclamation. But this time, the reason for the shock was that they had already seen that the birdman's body was suddenly out of control, and it was because he couldn't bear the weight of the battle axe!

Everyone present has experienced the attack of the birdman and the demon, and each of them knows the strength of these birdmen, a low-level six-winged birdman, the strength of his body alone exceeds that of a true immortal late stage monk, but the birdman with twelve wings in front of him can't bear the weight of a battle axe, his grandmother's, what kind of axe is this, how heavy should it be!